A little respect for me -Roshani Shah

I did my part and I should be respected for it. I don't see any other accomplishments around here. I finally proved myself to the boys. I went out with my group of boys and did things my way. After achieving my goals all I get are complaints from Ralph. The fire was important no doubt, but it is even more important to stay alive. That meat symbolized our survival. After all I put myself though Piggy had the courage to talk to me in the way he did. Don't even get me started about him. I put that kid right back in his place and where he belongs with quite a blow right to his face. He never has anything valuable to say because whatever he says gets everyone really mad. He thinks his way is the right way. I can't bear listening to his voice. I have to go celebrate with my boys. I brought the food home tonight and it is my turn to earn a little respect around here.

They want to tell me what repsonsibility is?

My hunters and I fulfilled our responsibility of killing a pig. When we returned with the dead pig, Ralph decides to accost me about the signal fire. Yesterday he complains about me not catching a pig and when I finally did so, he complains about something else. Complaints, complaints, complaints. And he calls himself a leader
Of course Piggy came along to complain about how immature my hunters are. Who is he to lecture us on immaturity and responsibility? So I gave him a light…well, okay, a quite hard slap and his glasses broke. I don’t really feel guilty. Why should I? It’s not like he’s useful for anything.
Anyway, I better get more clay and charcoal so I can camouflage to hunt down another pig.

Chapter 4 - Katie

Maybe something as simple clay face paint can cover up the fears that I have. But what ever it is that helped me kill that pig to day i don't care. I have proven tho Ralph now that i am a man and can Kill. Although once myself and the hunters return, Ralph get mad because we let the fire die; and they saw a ship. You think that Ralph would be happy because maybe some meat in the younger kids diet would help them, and they might not be so sickly. I know that piggy is mad at me for slapping him, but i don't get why he has to act like he does. is it really necessary for him to whine like that?

Sticking the Pig by Jenn Beach

My blood began to rush the moment i heard the first paint patter of hooves scuttling through the creepers. And I wasn't alone this time, I had the entire choir watching, anticipating, just waiting for me to choke again! The sweltering heat felt cold against my skin as my eyes burned with determination and my blood boiled just underneath my pale tortured skin.
We moved in on the little sqealer until we completely had it closed in. No escape. He was mine. The first hit had injured him so I knew that he didn't have a chance. We were going to have meat tonight. My senses went wild as I cut his throat and watched his life flowing out of him in a thick red river. We tied him up and brought him back to the platform. Everyone was going to be so proud of em and my success! They'll lift me up and chant my name! And they'll give me the conch... Stupid Ralph! All he cares about is the fire! What good is a fire if you can't cook anything in it? I guess I should have maybe left a few kids, it would have been nice to have gone home on that ship. But where did Piggy get off giving me lip? I sure put him in his place. I'm getting real sick of those two constantly trying to make me look bad. I should be the real leader. I'm the one who gave them meat!

Chapter 4--Alice

I GOT HIM!

I finally did it. I finally killed the pig! With our clay paint camouflage, which was my idea, was the best. And now that i finally killed the pig, I go back to find Ralph mad at me and the others for not watching the fire. We were only gone for what..an hour, it's really not that big of a deal. He made us feel horrible about it though. We finally get some meat and all we do is get yelled at for something else. And who does that FATTY think he is anyway, standing up to me like that. When I slapped him and knocked his glasses off his face, boy I showed him. He's always complaining like a little girl i needed to knock some sense into him. Oh and another thing, that kid Ralph, lets just say he's not my favorite person on the island.

Piggy Goes Oinkers Emily C.

Okay...I don't want to leave this island. I'm having too much fun toying with Piggy. It's true that I made samaneric come with me to go kill the pig, but only because I saw the ship and wanted the fire to go out.
Piggy really needs to grow up. He didn't help with anything so he doesn't get any meat. Oh goodness the meat. It was a great feeling cutting the pig's throat and having it spew blood all over me.
I want to be in control, so Ralph has to be out of the picture. I have to find a way to get all the younguns to trust me and start following my orders. I need a plan...

Stupid Piggy Sam Kaplan

Why does Piggy feel he can shoot his mouth off whenever he likes? He knows no one likes him. He is just a fat blob who never has anything beneficial to say. He can't even enjoy the fact that my hunters and me went out and killed a boar for all of us. But i guess he cant help but feel for his own kind. He makes me so mad! Hitting him was one of the best things i have done on this island. Not to mention cracking his glasses!! Lets see that Fatty complain about my successes now!!!!!!!